Going Camping - Part 1

With school holidays coming up, Kevin & I started discussing a camping trip on their farm. Initially the plan was that we'll stay at the main house & we sneak off to our secluded hideaway next to the dam, but this seemed risky. We'd likely head there multiple times a day, so it'll just be a matter of time before we get caught. I suggested going to put tents up somewhere, under the pretense of wanting to "rough it", but Kevin said he knew just where to camp. And we wouldn't even need tents.

So we both clear it with our parents & a couple of weeks later I'm heading out to the farm with him. The plan was that we'll camp out for 5 days, starting the next day. The camp site is on a very remote part of the farm. So remote, you can't drive there directly from the main house - you need to go out onto the national road then back on to get there. We'll use today to get everything packed & loaded, then have his dad run us out there first thing the next morning. Once on the farm we got everything prepared for the next day & turned in early.

At dawn the next morning we set out. Kevin's dad drove us the 30 minutes out to the site where many years back, a tavern or something used to stand. All just rubble now, but one building remained standing - a small 2-room servants' house that stood at the back of the original building. I noticed driving up there's a grove of trees in front of the house, so that you have to drive past & around to get to the house. Knowing what our plans were, this got me really excited, as I knew we'd hear cars coming well before they can see anything at the house.

We offloaded all our gear, supplies & bags. His dad had a full day planned, so pretty much just helped us carry everything inside & then headed off. We first got settled in. Wanted to make sure we have everything we'll need for the 5 days… and to make absolutely sure Kevin's dad isn't going to show up there because he forgot something! So we got our sleeping bags set up, got the fire pit prepared for lunch etc.

With all that behind us & sure we won't be disturbed, the last order of business was to get butt naked. And break out the porn. We each flopped down next to each other with a magazine in hand and started getting ourselves hard. Which didn't take too long. And without saying a word, we each grasped the other's cock for some mutual stroking. We didn't try to make this session last. We were both so worked up, we jerked in earnest & it wasn't long before we both erupted in orgasm.

Grabbing some paper towels, we just wiped up the cum but didn't bother getting dressed. Instead, we slipped on some shoes & went to gather firewood in the buff. By the time we dropped off the wood at camp, we were both rock hard again. With the initial load out of the way, we both decided to try something we've been discussing for a while. Frotting. Though we didn't know that's what it was called, we just somehow knew putting our dicks together and jerking them at the same time would be amazing. So we sat down in the sleeping area and I started jerking us. Taking my time, we both just enjoyed the sensation of being close to one another. Kevin took over after a while, so I can look at some porn while he stimulated us. I came first, but Kevin didn't stop. Using my spunk as lube, he kept rubbing us for a bit until he blew as well.

We wiped up our cum but still didn't get dressed. Got some lunch going and ate after a while. Just the strangeness of being naked without being worried someone would catch us, got both of us ready for another go. This time we opted to go sit outside. We sat next to each other, our backs against the wall facing the afternoon sun. We each got hold of the others cock and casually started stroking. We didn't rush. Didn't even bring porn mags out with us. We were just chatting about all sorts of things (though sex was probably the bulk of the conversation!) while casually stroking each other. When each of us came, we just shot our load into the dirt in front of us, then got up to head inside.

And so we spent the whole day naked. And jerked off a couple more times, though not together. You'd come inside from relieving yourself, to find the other jerking off to porn. Join in or carry on with something else, there was no expectation. Just the absolute sexual freedom we're experiencing was intoxicating. In all, we must've jerked off a half dozen times or more, and went to bed well & truly spent, our balls completely drained. And that was just the first day…